If your name is Genna and you are getting married in a couple of months and you have asked your only bridesmaid and oldest friend to bake your wedding cake, then read no further. The contents of the following paragraphs are of absolutely no interest to you whatsoever.
I said, go away, Gen.
Jeez, you’re so nosey. Get!
OK… I think she has gone.
I’m in a bit of a pickle. My bestest friend in the whole wide world and her lovely fiance are getting married in May. So excited was I at the prospect of being part of the wedding that I offered/demanded to make the wedding cake. That I don’t have much of a sweet tooth and that I am not a baker did not faze me in the slightest. I had five months to learn how to bake a cake and five months to learn how to use royal icing. She didn’t even want a proper fruity wedding cake: she wanted a light sponge filled with jam or cream or something else moist. And it was to serve just twenty five people. It didn’t seem like a tall order.
Well, I have since tried out five recipes and each cake has been highly disappointing. I haven’t even ventured into icing territory yet! Where am I going wrong? Is my lack of mechanical mixer the problem? Have I simply been unlucky in my recipe choices? Am I just a rubbish baker? I don’t know. What I do know is that I am running out of time and if I cannot crack this I’m going to have to admit defeat and order a cake from the local bakery. Boo!
Antonia commented earlier in the week that she likes it when we share disasters. That’s fortunate as starting this weekend I am going to share with you all my cake trials. Including all of the errors.
Any advice before I start?